CRITIQUA

Bitches love to critique They just swear they unique Holding me to your standards History going to repeat Bitches can't even see Eyelash on fleek You ain't talking to me You must be talking to These niggas Show my ass on the beat Know the answers they cheat Ain't a damn thing discreet The name Junglep***y They can't entangle with me Think everything string theory Who you going to blame Play that banjo baby Ain't a damn thing A man think going drive me crazy I'll be damned near the sands So wet so wavy These words for your neck Don't stress me baby And you deserve what you get That tongue audacious I learned from the best You just heard 'bout they shit Earned my respect held down the day shift Pregnant with Success and you know what They did trying to test something so sacred They can't assess nothing I'm saying Bigging my chest you pressed To kiss my lips blowing the sess Lower the technology Golly I just want the knowledge not the D Don't project your problems on top of me Don't you wanna be Don't you just wanna be Off the web off the death off the tree To the left its a dub hit the streets To my next to my blessings My peace